Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

It was your turn ...

- That should quiet him down. - Fuck you!

Okay, let's cut some cake.

Talk about what?

Control, it's Wikus van de Merwe. I need a population-control team ...

You hear that? Yeah, it's hollow there.

Do you know if my wife knows where I am? Sir?

- You stay behind us. Good luck, boy. - Sure, sure.

I could fix you and I could fly away. But I don't have fluid.

It sounded like you said "three years." Like human years.

Koobus to base, come in.

What is this kak?

Get up. Move! Move!

This guy's obviously -- He's a little sharper.

Very little of it left, of course, because all these pipes supply the nutrition ...

We were ordered not to use live ammunition.

- Wikus. - Madam, get your hands off me.

- Thomas, keep the gun on him. - I got him.

We don't know if he was escaping, whether he will effect a rescue plan ...

- Yes, it's me. - Baby --

Roger that. I'll send you a couple choppers back up and --

Fuck you. You big fucking man, huh?

Come on. Stay behind me. Stay behind me.

they must not find it.

You see that. Breaking the rules.

Come on, run, run, run. Go.

What are you doing? Are you out of your fucking mind?

I'm a fucking medical experiment. You hear me?

It's my house. This is my phone that you are using.

He left this papier-mâché ball on the sofa one day ...

We require your scrawl on this eviction notification.

What do you want?

I'm gonna just hold him off here and I'll join you soon.

- It worked. That's satisfactory. - AMR-B5 test complete.

to Child Services. He's gonna spend the rest of his life in a 1-by-1 meter box.

Yeah, I'll see you tomorrow, Christopher Johnson.

Congratulations, boss. You're gonna be great.

Everyone says his wife's an angel, but this is a real angel that you're seeing.

Are you all right?

- How's it going? - I'm all right.

Back up, back up, back up. Guys. Thomas.

- Let go of me! - All right.

that I'm going to get you?

The doors didn't open for months. Nobody could get in.

See that tent there?

Another kid. There's just kids everywhere. Kids everywhere.

Fuck off! No, fuck off, man!

- This is absolutely amazing. - Just hold it still.

He just hurt his arm, Dad.

What did you do with it?

Three fucking years?!

But you know what? You're not gonna waste any more of my time.

All right. That's very comfort --

it's gonna be quiet.

Skeet off, brother. Skeet off.

- Okay, we're gonna get out of here. - Target. Fire!

That's a pity, because you know this --

You teach him some manners. Thomas, get him out.

They wanna see what's going on. No, hey. Stop it! Stop it!

Come on! Bring what you got!

Then we fly away.

Yes! It is my house!

Today we start a very complex and delicate operation.

Dr. Smith, please come to Room 405. Dr. Smith.

Oh, God. Thank God.

The world was looking at Johannesburg ...

Oh, right. Got my promotion.

Or by perhaps some shady government agency ...

Check around the side there. That's a --

Wikus van de Merwe is a name that will become very widely known ...

You cut it here.

And I also see you guys have alien weapons there, which is great.

And they also dealt in alien weaponry.

Hell, this is a nice cat food, you know?

This is Trent. Fundiswa, Trent. Trent, Fundiswa.

Control, this is Bird Dog 7. We're set up at all major exits to the city.

There's a lot of suppuration.

And that is the most difficult part, just not knowing where he is.

His DNA is in perfect balance between alien and human.

We're from MNU.